Chapter 949

Chapter 949

The lights gradually made the originally dimmed Bieyuan Garden again showing his unique charm.

Since Xushi, more than 30 servants of the Bieyuan Garden have hung lanterns in every corner of the courtyard and trees, and Zhang Feng was also confused by the noise outside. Awakened.

Looking at the silhouette of Yingyingzhuozhuo outside the door, she just got up, only to find that all the clothes on her body have faded. This suddenly remembered everything just now.

I looked around the room anxiously, but found that there was no trace of the Yuer girl except for him and the red on a sack beside him.

It seems that the girl Yu'er has never been here again...

Zhang Feng looked at the reddish red on the sack a little dull, mixed feelings in his heart.

And that impulse also wakes up at this time.

Although this kind of drama, he has seen it countless times in TV movies and harem dramas in later generations, and he also knows that this scene appeared on himself.

Zhang Feng is a little bit lost, but also a little sad.

Is Yuchi Yuer really a bad woman?

He can't say clearly.

But as Yuchi Yuer said, a woman, if there is no layer of camouflage, she can maintain a complete body like this, in those Jiangnan gentry circles where fish and dragons mixed in together Here, do you know how to do it?

As for the desire for power she expects, she actually wants to give herself something to rely on that's all......

"oh!"

Zhang Feng deeply Sighed.

At this time, Zhang Yuyao and Jing Shu two women, he didn't know how to face it. Now that something like this happened again, Zhang Feng's head was slowly rising and sore.

At this moment, an anxious call faintly sounded outside the door.

"Have you seen Lord?"

"The banquet is about to begin, have you seen Lord?"

"Lord, Noble Son Zhang, Noble Son Zhang......"

Zhang Feng sighed, and after tidying up the crime scene, he slipped out of the villa when everyone was not paying attention.

At this time, it is really not a matter of thinking about this issue.

When he slipped out of the back door, he saw Jing Shu with a lamp open and stood there. Seeing Zhang Feng coming, he didn’t say anything. He silently took Zhang Feng’s hand. .

Zhang Feng was taken aback: "Did you... see it?"

The lantern in Jing Shu's hand flickered, but he didn't answer the conversation, just said: "She's gone, this is What she left for you, left when you came out before the cup of tea, I opened the back door for her, you...do you mind?"

while speaking.

Jing Shu suddenly turned around, his eyes were a little misty under the light of the lights.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but look crazy.

Can't help but hug Jing Shu's waist, look at the familiar and unfamiliar face, and whisper: "Thank you."

Zhang Feng didn't look at it. That letter is not the time at this time.

After hugging Jing Shu, the two returned to normal again, bypassing the backyard, and the noise gradually increased.

Zhangsun Chong, who was pulling Yuchi Baoqi wrangling, saw the two appearing, and his eyes lit up: "Yo, Feng'zi is here!"

This roar instantly made the presence present. Many people are deeply sighed in relief.

This guy hasn’t seen him for an hour. Although I don’t know what he’s doing, as the host, it’s always a bit unsatisfactory to do so, but the people who can come here are closely related to Zhang Feng. Obviously, he didn't care about Zhang Feng at all. Those who each minding their own business had already picked up the wine and meat and shouted.

"Feng'zi, come, come, come and sit."

Li Yuan smiled and waved to Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng slowed down and punched everyone. Said: "I didn't take care of it well, I didn't take care of it well. I just happened to have a lot of inspiration. Watching the sunset, I couldn't help writing a new poem by accident."

People who can come are everyone in the literary world. Or it is a high-ranking official, who is actually composing poems when Zhang Feng just heard it. Although some people are puzzled, most people can't help but be attracted by the poems written by Zhang Feng.

Although Li Yuan has doubts, he doesn’t want to disturb Zhang Feng anymore, saying, “Why don’t you come here if you have good poems? Do you want to wait for old man and the others? Please don’t make it?"

Zhang Feng faintly smiled, motioned to Li Yuan to be anxious, and then, in the eyes of everyone in surprise, doubt and even some jealousy, asked Cui'er to bring in a jar of white wine, After drinking head-to-head, Zhang Feng looked at the faintly shining Western Skyline Road:

"The light is slanted and the clouds are thin and yet to return.

Jiang Hongming drinks from afar.

, The rain falls and the gorge flies.

The mallard goose finally goes high, and Xiong Feng feels fat.

Autumn equinox is still there, and the bamboo dew is slightly in the evening."

A poem that's all.

In an instant, everyone was silent for a while, and then the 30-odd people sitting in the front yard suddenly heard loud exclamations one after another.

Even Yu Shinan got up with excitement and asked almost at the same time: "youngster, this poem is really just written by you, why did you do it?"

Why did people do it?

Zhang Feng glanced at the sunset with complicated eyes.

"I did it yesterday, I did it before, I did it for the ancients, is it happy to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new?"

Several people are a little suspicious.

No one understands the meaning of poetry better than them.

Li Shimin faintly sighed, shook his head and said: "Good poem! Come on, everyone toast to Zhang Feng's poem!"

"Feng'zi This poem is not bad! But I think Feng'zi's last sentence is better!"

"Farewell to the old and welcome the new, isn't it what Great Tang needs most at this time?"

"Farewell to yesterday's unhappiness, we are about to move as Zhang Feng today, to get rid of yesterday's unhappiness, unhappiness, we need to look towards a brand new tomorrow, such curiosity, isn't it happy?"